Following PathsThinking, movingBreathing, huntingLiving, dyingAlways.You can go the normal wayI'd like to go the other.Choose:Will you follow?You'll never know what you'll find,Along the way.Especially if you let me lead.
CheaterUntouched by society,Preserved as neatly as can be.Yet these are those with all the pressure,Stress-filled days with too high expectations,Make them want to twist and turn,Blast it all out after the newest burn.What's the best wayTo rebel,Without showingThat you are?That you've changed, you've gotten better,So maybe they'll lower the bar,Maybe your fingertips can touch it,But can you pull yourself up?Jump, leap,Maybe you're gonna have to reach,For the dreams that you made easier,(You're such a cheater)The problem is,You won't be able to revel In the glory of knowing you tried.
Short Poems-- Happy Impossible for meA hidden goalAlmost a secretThat todayI achieved.---- Winter This white sky--Excuse me, gray--So cold as tears fall like snowflakesFilled with crystals of hateFor taking my sun away.---- Haiku: Death He watches me thereSo still, and silent as airSwipes my soul--I stare.---- Oh, pen ShinyInspirational tool that you areUrged to pick you up againUrged to write magic againWhether it's beneath a star-lit skyOr out of sightOf wandering, judgmental eyes.I want to pick up my pen again.----
The One Everyone WantsYouPerfect and flawed.YouSimple and complicated.YouBlack and white.YouColorful and colorless.YouFunny and serious.You,Love and hate. But mostly love.
WolfGracefulHauntingKillerBeautifulBeastSymbolFireAngerHatredSadnessHappinessPerhapsIs this real?Is this reallyA wolf?
Rainbows and butterflies...Are fake.They are figmentsOf nothing.Imagination.Simple.They're there,But they're not.Because when you see a rainbow,You may feel awe-ful. Or awful.Or sad.Terrible.Mad, even.Or maybe you saw a butterfly todayYou may feel soft and cuddly at it's warm colorsOr maybe fearfulFor it's so delicate.Mad, sad,At it's beauty.When you think about itThey aren't there.They're symbols.Of emotions and memories and experiences.Rainbows are just reflected waterChanging into colors.Butterflies are just animalsWith pretty wings.Just like we're bundles of emotions.When animals see us, they feel fear.Some, love.Anger, maybe.We aren't here.We're just symbols.
Waiting for love to comeYou were so perfectAnd so flawedBut I loved youSo I guess it doesn't matter.Manipulator that you areHow come you have to teaseDo you know what it meansWhen you say, "Yeah right."At all the rumors?Each slightly sarcastic wordIs like a woundThat I have to lickOver and over and over.But when there no sarcasmOh, how my heart beats at your voiceHow I perk up when I see youAnd then slink lowDown into invisible mode.Each time you're not thereIt's like even more weight to bear. But I'll wait.GladlyUntil you come to your sensesAnd, hopefullySee the one who truly loves you.